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I wanna believe you
When you tell me that it’ll be okay
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Your sorry eyes cut through the bone
They make it hard to leave you alone
Leave you here wearing your wounds
Waving your guns at somebody new
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These days I like to stay inside
Watching the kids get high
And we’re feeling the big decay
So put up your hands and say
June gloom
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I got in a fight, I was indisposed
I was in, despite all the wicked prose
But I’m only a man, and I do what I can
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The excuses change
But not the game and not the tune
Because we know how it goes
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